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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Jen and her husband had agreed that she would only meet me once. While he supposedly didn't mind her meeting strangers for casual sex he was opposed to the idea of a friendship or any kind of bond forming between Jen and the guy she was enjoying.
You may be able to tell Jen felt slightly differently about this having met me once she now felt more comfortable around me and more inclined to meet again. Rather than go through the nerves of meeting a stranger, an unknown. What she knew about me was that she liked me, I could fuck like crazy for hours, and that I could be trusted to be discreet. I never lie or exaggerate myself but enough people online do that naturally everyone is sceptical about meeting new people.
Jen continued messaging me behind her husband's back. With each passing day her responses become increasing sexual and geared towards that hunger I had seen in her on our previous meeting.
'He doesn't know I'm still messaging you'.
'He says I can't meet you again, but I want to. Is that bad?'
Yes Jen it is bad, but I want you to be a naughty little slut for me so in a way it’s good!
Between work and looking after the kids there wasn't much time. I didn't mind, fucking a married mother with such a great body is more than worth the logistical challenge. And I'm more than capable of the task.
We arranged for her to leave early for work around 8pm and meet halfway there. She didn't have much time so it would have to be quick and she would be in her uniform, which I loved. I managed to find a back country lane that we could take advantage of without anyone noticing or caring. Perfect for what I had in mind.
Jen arrived in her car 5 min after I did looking a little rushed and anxious. I could hardly blame her, she is about to cheat on her husband properly for the first time. She gets into my car with a polite, but shy, 'hello great to see you again'. I beam back agreement.
Slowly I drive down the track a little further to a dead end and park up, switching the car off as I pull on the handbrake. The lights fade and silence and darkness engulf us. Jen lets out a small surprise of the suddenness of it all. Probably thinking in the back of her mind this could be the start of a horror movie. I was thinking something similar so I decided to lighten the mood, floating my hand over to caress her thigh.
'I'm nervous' she says, just like before.
But I know deep down how badly she wants this, her actions in meeting me like this speak volumes. So I press on upwards. She doesn't resist, mentally I'm not even sure she could at this point. Her legs part for me and I'm touching her feeling that familiar moist sensation of a woman in heat anticipating my next moves. I lean forward and kiss her, something she has explicitly stated her husband didn't want her to do (well that and anal). She kisses me back without a second of hesitation and her tongue is down my throat fighting me, yearning for more dragging my lip closer towards her.
The sexy little underwear number she has worn 'just for me' is already pulled to one side and my fingers are deep inside her wet cunt. This woman happily desecrating her marriage of 20 something years to feed her need to have my younger bigger cock inside her. She's degraded herself to the position of a common whore and I loved it, it only made me want to ruin her more. I would have her ass too, even if it was only because she said I couldn't.
I pull away from her and indicate she needs to work a little hard if she wants to have me take her. Eagerly she obliges ripping my erection from my boxers and downing it whole. My god could she suck cock, better by far than any other woman I have ever had take me in her mouth. Before this I thought that for some reason oral just didn't get me off. I was wrong. I could have exploded multiple times down the back of Jens throat and still come back for more. Even thinking back now, I would meet her just to have her suck me to completion. She bobs up and down like and athlete adjusting her pressure throughout the length of my shaft to vary sensations and drive me wild, her husband was a lucky man. Now I am.
I can take it for too much longer as I feel the threat of me exploding in her mouth looming over me and we don't have too long if we are going to fuck and Jen is still going to make it to work on time without raising suspicion. Reluctantly I pull away from her mouth and push her back into the car seat hiking her legs up and spreading them ready for me. I cover my cock but I'm deeply tempted not to and have to fight the urge to take her bare. The thought of filling her married hole and sending her leaking to work is not something you get to do every day. Still I am good. She hardly notices as she is overcome with sensation as the length of me steadily slides inside her. Inch after inch after inch, she even begins to edge up the chair away from me as the last of me buries itself inside her. She is completely aghast, mouth open almost in disbelief at the feeling of me filling her. It's satisfying to behold, as in the back of my mind I know I'm only just getting started. Slowly I pull out again savouring the reaction dancing across Jen's face. A look that says 'come back, fill me more'. I fully intend to do just that. Thrusting forward again unannounced deep and forcefully until our pelvises come together in a slapping motion. Jen moans out loud, in the quiet night there is no one to overhear her pleasure. Good, I plan to make her scream.
And scream she does; when I start to rhythmically pound her counting out loud each thrust and throwing in one extremely deep fuck every 10 thrusts pushing her further and further into ecstasy. She starts calling out my name lost for all other words and sounds but oh is it a good sound to hear. 'Say my name Jen!' I yell as I pound. 'Oh god yes J, fuck me J' She moans as she writhes under me. I refuse to let up though forcing her down into the chair with my relentless thrusting the sweat starting to sheen and the car doors steamed from our passion. The whole car shaking I can't keep myself back the need to ruin Jen over powering me, the need to claim another man's wife as my own personal fuck whore. Jens body convulses suddenly under me and she rocks forward shaking and screaming my name over and over. I'm still thrusting and holding her down and I guide her through her orgasm her mouth wide open and her pleasure clear as day. I have her. And now it's my turn to claim her..
Placing my hand against the lower part of her neck I begin to grip Jen as I thrust more and more selfishly using her tight pussy to get me to where I need to be. She struggles and I enjoy holding her, she likes it to and moans at me holding my gaze. 'You're married I call out to her'. 'You're married Jen, oh god your cheating cunt feels so good'. 'I'm going to cum inside you married pussy it feels so good!'
'Cum inside me she started to moan, please cum. Cum inside me'. As she looked up at me pleading.
That look sends me over the edge and I orgasm moaning her name deep inside her forbidden pussy. It feels amazing to finally let loose inside her again. I can tell she feels the same, as we lie there for a minute I suck on her breasts again and tease her soaking lips with my fingers. It's clear we both want more but sadly we are out of time. Jen has to head to work and then home to her husband.
We meet again the following week and every week after. I know her husband is still looking online for someone else for her to fuck. From time to time he messages (not realising its me) asking if I would be interested. I most definitely am.
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